Death is knocking at my door

by I love you always and today   May 30, 2008


Knocking really loud
But my body is weak
Trying to reach the door.
screaming but can't speak.

Just a minute please
I finally got a tone.
Not sure if they heard.
Than a ringing at my phone.

It's getting really loud.
But seems so slow
They wouldn't go away.
knockings really low.

My eyes turn heavy.
Next I fell to the floor
Than I knew who it was
Death was at my door

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  • 16 years ago

    by Lost and Delirious

    I love it.

  • 16 years ago

    by SuicideNotes2Poems

    Oh waw. i really liked it! =] nice job on this one!
    i love the whole thing... first stanza to last.
    but the last line was the moast powerfull id have to say. really made the poem

    great job. 5/5 =D keepit up.

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